I keep telling you I am a lousy poet (and I am) but for some reason, I have been inspired to write more poetry lately. Today’s inspiration is a painting I have been working on.
It is called …
The Glider
Softly
In the blue silence
She glides past
With grace, majesty
She sails on silent wings
A peaceful creature
She disturbs no one
Coming ashore
In the secrecy of night
Bringing life
To her children.
Their chance is slight
The odds against them
Their days are numbered
In this world
For the sea is dying
And with it,
The Glider.
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